Selfish

Wednesday; December 16, 2015

Bella P.O.V

"Hello?" I answer the phone call from James. "You haven't called lately, I thought you were pissed at me."

"I am great, thank you for asking," he said sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my backpack. "We need to talk."

I stop my steps toward the door and cringe. That cannot be good.

"You see, I'm a little busy-"

"Shut up and listen," he said. I zipped my mouth and waited. "So, you know when a daddy loves a mommy-"

"What does that have to do?" I asked, disgusted by the fact he almost got to the sex talk with me.

"It's about your biological father."

My biological father? My real father? I thought he was dead. All those years when I was younger and asked Elizabeth about him all she said was that he was a worthless trash that ruined her life. She never said anything about him and grew enough not to care whether he was alive or not.

"He's alive and he's in Phoenix," James said taking me out of the thought.

"For what?" I asked.

"He wants your full custody. He told the court that he and your mother were together sixteen years ago and that she disappeared and never heard from her until now that the news of her death reached London. He claims that the dates matched. Elizabeth left in January, that's the last time he saw her and you're born in September."

"Who is he?" I asked.

"His name is Charlie Swan. He has a daughter three years older than you. This is the thing. He had a wife, he's a widower but his wife died sixteen years ago. Which can only be that he cheated on his wife with Elizabeth."

I nodded. "Yes, but Elizabeth had me in her teens. She was my age when I was born. If he was a married man back then does that mean that he had an illegal relationship with a minor?"

"That's exactly what I thought," James sighed. "I'm not sure who he is or where did he come from all of the sudden but I asked to give me time before doing anything further. I'm going to investigate this man and see if he truly is who he claims he is."

"Well, do it fast. You know that court would drop me off at any stranger who shows up at their door," I replied, rolling my eyes. "I have to go, thank you for the heads up."

I hang up, holding the phone against my cheek. Why all of the sudden a father comes into the picture? Elizabeth hated him, that's for sure. I knew her and the fact that she didn't take shit from me asking about him. She told everyone he was dead, died in a tragic accident but I never knew if it was true.

There's something about this that gives me an odd feeling this could turn out bad. Very bad. I don't know who he is, why he came now? Maybe I have hurry things before he goes anything further. I should probably leave sooner. After the ball? Yes, I have to leave after the ball. The sooner the better.

I could set up a kidnapping stage when no one is home and leave. Probably create an accident, something that just gets me out of the picture with enough evidence to lead everyone the opposite direction. I have enough money to leave, I can do it.

Edward comes by my door minutes later, asking me if I was ready. I nodded and left with him to school, but I couldn't concentrate on anything. Nothing Alice or Rosalie said to me was enough to get me out of the deep thought and of course, everyone noticed. Even Edward. He was concerned, asked me if I was okay and if I wanted to talk about it. I'm not entirely sure what it means.